The road from Solapur to Pune is really nice. As B would say, makkhan jaisa. We would drive at 80kmph mostly. It was an easy and smooth drive.
We started a little earlier than the previous day. I entertained myself by doing the levitation magic with Bhaskar during breakfast at the Tripursundari hotel. :)
B was to get off at Pune at his parents' place. But the plans changed after we reached.
I kept obsessing about Thalipeeth, a Maharashtrian pancake. So despite the breakfast, we stopped at a dhaba near Indapur. I inquired about thalipeeth and the owner responded with a but-of course.
It was maha tasty and they give this really chilli chutney. It hit home.
Lunch was nice too. B was keen to eat a clean place. It was called Deva. We ate regular fare - like one brinjal curry and dal with roti. But the nice part was sitting outside Deva. It was a good decision to just sit and stare at vehicles passing by. We just kept staring. A car would go. A motorcycle. A truck. A man with a Gandhi cap and a woman. A cycle. Life keeps going. Going on.
We reached Pune by 5pm or so. Who knows. That's how it seemed. The cities are maddening. The traffic. Pollution. Heat. My eyes water and itch. I started sneezing. I live in a cocoon in the city - moving from inside of a car to inside of a home or office. The body loses its tolerance.
B hadn't told his family that we were coming. It was a surprise for them. It was a nice evening. Aunty made nice dinner. I ate heartily. Everyone had to go to someone's place. I slept by 10pm or so - for the next 9 hours - snoring the day out. I remember I had weird dreams.
We started a little earlier than the previous day. I entertained myself by doing the levitation magic with Bhaskar during breakfast at the Tripursundari hotel. :)
B was to get off at Pune at his parents' place. But the plans changed after we reached.
I kept obsessing about Thalipeeth, a Maharashtrian pancake. So despite the breakfast, we stopped at a dhaba near Indapur. I inquired about thalipeeth and the owner responded with a but-of course.
It was maha tasty and they give this really chilli chutney. It hit home.
Lunch was nice too. B was keen to eat a clean place. It was called Deva. We ate regular fare - like one brinjal curry and dal with roti. But the nice part was sitting outside Deva. It was a good decision to just sit and stare at vehicles passing by. We just kept staring. A car would go. A motorcycle. A truck. A man with a Gandhi cap and a woman. A cycle. Life keeps going. Going on.
We reached Pune by 5pm or so. Who knows. That's how it seemed. The cities are maddening. The traffic. Pollution. Heat. My eyes water and itch. I started sneezing. I live in a cocoon in the city - moving from inside of a car to inside of a home or office. The body loses its tolerance.
B hadn't told his family that we were coming. It was a surprise for them. It was a nice evening. Aunty made nice dinner. I ate heartily. Everyone had to go to someone's place. I slept by 10pm or so - for the next 9 hours - snoring the day out. I remember I had weird dreams.
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